Electric Prunes Antique Doll
You have not changed your calendar for a hundred years
You've chosen to swim backwards through an ancient sea of
tears
Today is not tomorrow but for you it's yesterday
Your future is your past where you can hide yourself away
Chorus
Sitting On a lilly pad of lonliness
Placing lipstick kisses on the wall
Sharing secret idols with your onliness
Oooh Antique Doll Antique Doll
Painting paper doilies through cold and bitter nights
You think you're really turning on when you turn on the
lights
Your lover is a pillow from a sailor lost at sea
Who wrote his ship went down with him in 1963
Repeat Chorus
Your mother seems to wonder if you're living
Each night she makes you breathe upon a mirror
But there is no living without giving as you
Sit and watch your shadow disappear
